As soon as the words left his mouth, Chu Ge regretted it, because he suddenly remembered something. On the night he helped Mu Lingshan fight the murderer, he had said the same thing.
Although there was a slight difference in wording, the tone was the same, and the meaning was exactly the same.
Initially, Chu Ge held onto a bit of luck, thinking that Mu Lingshan might not notice this point. But looking at Mu Lingshan's expression at this moment, it seemed... No, she definitely had realized it.
While Chu Ge was pondering how to change the subject, Mu Lingshan suddenly pressed his shoulder with an undeniably determined tone and said four words.
"It really is you!"
Chu Ge grimaced and inhaled sharply, "Ouch, ouch, hey, be gentle."
Mu Lingshan's body trembled slightly and she hurriedly removed her hands from Chu Ge's shoulder, checking the cut there to make sure it wasn't bleeding. She hadn't even touched the wound, and instantly she was more annoyed.
